A Stranger Poem by Kaelie Knox

A Stranger



There is a love I reminisce,
Like a seed
I've never sown.

Of lips that I am yet to kiss,
And eyes not met
My own.

Hands that wrap around my wrists,
And arms
That feel like home.

I wonder how it is I miss
These things
I've never known.

-Lang Leav

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This is not mine. It is Lang Leav's poem.
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